When training others to share their faith, most of the time I leave an impression that I am completely comfortable and there are no fears involved. This is not true. On warm nights I will wear a jacket. Not because I get cold easy, but because my body shifts to survival mode. All of my blood shifts to the core to protect my internal organs. My outer extremities such as my hands are left freezing cold as the rest of my body is sweating. I have gotten used to this feeling and it never really goes away. I have great confidence that I am obeying what the Lord has commanded and I take comfort in His sovereignty. Evangelism to me is like sky diving, just jump. If you think too much, you may talk yourself out of it.
I saw a man sitting on a bench today at the mall. I could have looked at him and decided that he looked way to mean to approach. My mind could have wondered how many states he was wanted in for kidnapping and murder, but instead I just jumped.
Me: Sir, how are you doing?
Earl: Fine. Just waiting on my wife.
Me: I've been there. I can't stand shopping. Did you get one of these?
Earl: (Smiling) No, I didn't.
Me: It's a gospel tract. If you read the back, it will tell you about Jesus.
Me: To you, who is Jesus?
Earl: Um. I don't know. What do you want me to say?
Me: You could give me the textbook answer, but I would prefer a biblical response.
Earl: I'm sorry, but I don't know.
Earl listened to me share the gospel and he looked uncomfortable the whole time. There was never a point where we both looked or felt at ease, and I believe that is okay. If I had the cure for cancer, it would be irresponsible for me not to share it with others. Earl just didn't know he had cancer.